Chapter 776 Regaining Identity (Second Update)
At this moment, Gu Jiao and Xiao Heng were unaware that their great-aunt and great-uncle had already driven their leaky, dilapidated carriage into the city, covered in dust and grime.
After Xiao Heng returned to his room, Gu Jiao tied her already dry hair into a single bun on top of her head, and then went to the secret room.
It must be said that Xiao Heng's cooking skills were quite good; her legs really weren't so sore and weak anymore.
Gu Jiao placed the small medicine box into the groove, changed into a sterile gown, and entered the intensive care unit.
The flow of time is consistent in both dimensions; if one hour passes outside, two hours also pass here.
However, the date display on all the instruments seems to be broken; only the time can be seen.
It is 1:39 a.m.
Gu Changqing, wearing an oxygen mask and covered in tubes, lay on a cold hospital bed.
The room was quiet, with only the faint mechanical sounds of the instruments.
Gu Jiao could clearly hear his heavy breathing, which sounded labored and weak.
The man's sword energy shattered his internal energy, damaging all his internal organs and severing half of his meridians.
She gave him the best medicine, but she still couldn't guarantee he would be out of danger.
drop.
The door behind me opened.
It was the Grand Preceptor, dressed in sterile clothing, who walked in calmly.
"How did you get in?" Gu Jiao asked.
She clearly remembered locking the iron gate from the inside.
"The door can be opened from the outside," the Grand Preceptor said as he walked to the bedside.
It could be opened from the outside, so did he deliberately not barge in during the day to interrupt the king's decision regarding the crown prince?
This guy is really strange. He's clearly one of the perpetrators of the Xuanyuan family's crimes, yet he keeps helping her, someone who's connected to the Xuanyuan family.
The Imperial Advisor looked at the unconscious Gu Changqing and said, "Go and rest. I will stay here tonight."
Gu Jiao didn't move.
Perhaps sensing Gu Jiao's distrust, the Grand Preceptor slowly spoke: "He came to see me about your matter."
Gu Jiao's eyes flickered.
The Grand Preceptor continued, "His purpose in coming to Yan was to cure your illness. It's not your fault that he's become like this. You don't need to blame yourself. You risked your life for him."
As he spoke, he turned to look at Gu Jiao, who happened to be looking at him as well.
Gu Jiao's eyes were full of doubt, clearly not knowing what he was talking about.
The Grand Preceptor then said, "When you killed Tianlang at the border of Zhao Kingdom, you knew you were no match for Tianlang, but you still wanted to get rid of this number one enemy for Gu Changqing. As a result, you almost died at Tianlang's hands and also contracted the plague."
Gu Jiao withdrew her gaze, stared at Gu Changqing, and muttered in a low voice, "Why would he tell you even this?"
The Grand Preceptor explained patiently, "I need to know your past, the people and events you came into contact with before and after each time you lost control, the more detailed the better, so that I can give the most accurate diagnosis."
Gu Jiao asked, "Have you made a diagnosis yet?"
The Imperial Advisor shook his head: "No, your situation is very complicated and special. However..."
He paused for a moment when he got to this point.
"But what?" Gu Jiao looked at him.
The Grand Preceptor said, "I have encountered several cases similar to yours in some respects."
Gu Jiao: "Do you talk so indirectly?"
The Grand Preceptor coughed lightly: "It's somewhat similar to your situation, but not exactly the same. They also lose control, mostly during battles. The reasons for losing control vary; some are provoked by anger, while others are in life-threatening situations. When they're not out of control, they're no different from normal people."
Gu Jiao thought for a moment: "Will my strength increase after I lose control?"
The Grand Preceptor said, "Yes, but not as much as you. That's why I said your situations are similar, but not exactly the same."
It's definitely different. The violent tendencies within her are always present; she's just gotten used to them.
It's like someone who is born with pain; they might think that pain is normal.
Blood would trigger her to lose control and cause her even greater discomfort, but after so many years of training, she has mastered it.
The situation that is out of control is during battle, where bloodshed, struggle, and death—all the unfavorable factors combined—can cause her to lose control.
The Grand Preceptor said, "Over the years, I've been researching why those people initially lost control. I've discovered they weren't born this way; it all happened after they were poisoned. You've met Master Han, what do you think of his skills?"
Gu Jiao said frankly, "Not bad. Wait, could he be one of them?"
The Grand Preceptor said, "He is the most normal one, and he almost never loses control. The reason I included him is because he also experienced a surge in internal energy after being poisoned, at the cost of aging."
Gu Jiao stroked her chin: "So that's why he turned white-haired at such a young age. What kind of poison is so potent?"
The Grand Preceptor shook his head: "I don't know, I haven't found out yet. The others have all lost control at least three times. These people are all very powerful experts, and two of them are the most dangerous."
He used the word "dangerous".
For someone of his current status and position to be described in such a way, it's definitely not an ordinary level of danger.
Gu Jiao licked her lips curiously: "Who is it?"
The Grand Preceptor said calmly, "I don't know their real names, only their aliases in the martial arts world. One is called Dark Soul, and the other is called Heaven Slayer."
Such an awesome name! My "Xiong Ba Tian" is totally weak in comparison.
The Imperial Advisor, seeing her looking so bitter and resentful, had no idea that she was concerned about her reputation in the martial arts world. He even thought she was pondering the other person's identity.
He said, "Anhun is now Consort Han's advisor. If I'm not mistaken, he's the one who injured Gu Changqing."
Very good, they even know Gu Changqing's real name.
The Grand Preceptor said calmly, "I want to remind you not to seek revenge against Dark Soul lightly. You are no match for him. The only person who can deal with Dark Soul is Shi Tian. Unfortunately, Shi Tian disappeared from Yan Kingdom twenty-one years ago. No one knows where he went, and there has been no news of him since."
Twenty-one years ago.
Wasn't that the year the late Emperor of Zhao died?
Before his death, the late Emperor of Zhao bestowed four Dragon Shadow Guards upon Princess Xinyang and left a will for the emperor to allow Princess Xinyang to marry Marquis Xuanping during his period of mourning.
Long Yi was someone who suddenly appeared that year.
Gu Jiao looked at the Grand Preceptor and asked, "How big is Shitian?"
After recalling the events in his mind, the Grand Preceptor said, "He was young when he disappeared, about thirteen or fourteen years old."
His age matches that of Ryuichi.
Could it really be Ryuichi?
Gu Jiao couldn't help but think of the portrait she had seen in the library last time; the boy in the portrait looked remarkably like Long Yi.
Gu Jiao asked calmly, "May I see the portraits of Dark Soul and Slayer?"
...
The sky was just beginning to brighten.
The king woke up tiredly from his sleep. He had taken the medicine, and its effects were still present, leaving him feeling dizzy and lightheaded.
Hearing the noise, Zhang Dequan quickly got up from his makeshift bed on the floor and tiptoed to the bedside: "Your Majesty, are you awake? Does your head still hurt? Should I go and fetch the Imperial Advisor?"
"No need." The king sat up, and after a moment, asked, "Where are the Third Princess and Xiaoxue?"
Third, the Third Princess?
The king called her the Third Princess before Shangguan Yan's full moon celebration. Ever since he conferred the title of Crown Princess on Shangguan Yan at the full moon banquet, the king has only addressed her in two ways: Crown Princess in public, and Yan'er in private.
The king might accidentally call her "Crown Princess".
But the king would never mistakenly call her the Third Princess.
It seems that the young master who was stranded on the dragon's shore is about to regain her status as a princess.
Zhang Dequan hurriedly reported: "Your Majesty, the young princess is resting in the next room. This servant has asked the palace wet nurse to come and take care of her. The third princess was rescued in the secret room for three hours before she came out. The third princess already had old injuries, with nails in her spine... and she also took a sword for Your Majesty. Commander Xiao said... whether she can wake up depends on the third princess's fate."
When the king woke up, he felt for a moment that he had gone too far in punishing Shangguan Qi. Shangguan Qi had not intended to kill him at first; it was the assassin who took it upon himself to incite the crown prince to commit regicide.
But upon hearing that Shangguan Yan might not survive, the king's anger flared up again.
Why didn't Shangguan Qi rush over to block the knife?
His men rebelled, but Shangguan Yan was stabbed in the back!
He didn't say anything to stop it, was he scared out of his wits? Ha, he probably tacitly approved of the assassin's actions!
The king started imagining things again, and the more he imagined, the angrier he became: "I should have deposed him sooner!"
...
The king went to Shangguan Yan's room.
Shangguan Yan's injuries were created using props; when the gauze was removed, the "stitched wounds" were actually visible.
But in reality, the king wouldn't actually remove the gauze from her.
The king looked at Xiao Heng, who was watching over him by the bedside, and sighed, "Your health is the most important thing. Don't overwork yourself. There are palace servants here to watch over you."
It was said that there were palace servants, but in reality there was only one young palace maid.
The king felt increasingly guilty: "Zhang Dequan."
“Your servant is here.” Zhang Dequan stepped forward and said knowingly, “After I return to the palace, I will immediately select a few clever palace servants to come here.”
The king had to attend court, so he stayed by the bedside for a while before leaving.
"Respectfully seeing off my imperial grandfather." Xiao Heng clasped his hands in a salute.
Are you leaving?
Shangguan Yan quickly lifted the mosquito net and poked her head out from inside.
Xiao Heng quickly pressed her back into the mosquito net: "Grandfather, please wait!"
The person hasn't even stepped out yet!
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(End of this chapter)
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